"Boss, the boss's wife is here, waiting for you in the office," the chief secretary said to Xing Baohua, who was coding.
"So... Su Ya is here?" I was going to say that, but then I realized it was probably Su Ya who came back.
Why are you back when there's no holiday or anything?
Seeing his secretary nod, Xing Baohua saved the data, got up and walked out.
I met Su Ya in the office, along with a middle-aged man I didn't recognize.
There was a cardboard box at the feet of a middle-aged man. Although it was impossible to tell what was inside, one couldn't help but feel a little curious.
I wonder what this person is trying to sell him?
Suya almost never brings anyone to see her, so this is the first time, and she's quite curious.
Having not seen her for quite some time, Su Ya felt a pang of sympathy seeing Xing Baohua in this state.
Xing Baohua returned to her seat first and said to Su Ya, "Why did you come back?"
As he asked the question, he looked at the uneasy middle-aged man.
Su Ya hesitated for a moment, then bit her lip and said, "Is it because of Uncle Li?"
Xing Baohua nodded without saying anything, and continued listening.
“My grandfather asked around and found out who was in charge. That person has a hobby: growing flowers. My uncle went to great lengths to find out about him from the capital. I wanted to buy some flowers from him, but I didn't have enough money, so we agreed to go back to Luzhong and find you to pay for them!”
Xing Baohua understood; when giving gifts, one should cater to the recipient's preferences.
They usually give Su Ya a lot of pocket money. What kind of money could Su Ya not afford, and even the Geng family doesn't want to pay for it?
Xing Baohua asked the middle-aged man, "What kind of flower is it? How much does it cost? Open it so I can see?"
The middle-aged man carefully placed the cardboard box at his feet on the coffee table, opened it, and said, "Clivia. The best variety, 130,000."
Xing Baohua kept cursing under his breath.
Thirteen thousand? Why don't you just rob someone?!
Are they really treating rich people like suckers or what?
Xing Baohua's expression, combined with his disheveled appearance, was quite a sight to behold.
If it weren't for the rice factory, in the factory manager's office, that middle-aged man probably would have already cursed him out. What a show-off if you're broke!
These days, what good clivia doesn't cost over ten thousand yuan?
If Su Ya hadn't promised to cover all the travel expenses, food, and accommodation, this person really wouldn't have wanted to come.
But there's nothing we can do; the price is what it is, and ordinary people can't afford it.
If I find someone who wants to buy it, even if it's far away, it's worth it as long as I can sell it.
That's why I agreed to come to Luzhong with Su Ya.
Xing Baohua asked Su Ya, "Does it have to be this kind of flower?"
Su Ya kept her head down and didn't say anything. The price was there; if it were thousands or tens of thousands of yuan, her family would have paid it.
After all, it's over ten thousand yuan. Even if I had that money, I wouldn't dare to spend it!
Xing Baohua was the only wealthy person they knew who could afford to buy it all at once.
Of course, there are other channels to sell it, but the Geng family will have to pay a higher price.
Xing Baohua didn't want to see Su Ya looking troubled.
That's equivalent to buying her a high-end handbag.
He said to the middle-aged man, "Giving you cash might not be safe. How about this, give me an account number, and I'll transfer the money to you?"
"That would be perfect!"
"Find a way to get me an invoice for 130,000 yuan."
"..."
"You're the factory manager, why do you need expense reimbursement?"
“Who says the factory manager can’t get reimbursed? I’ll transfer the money to you whenever I get the invoice. There’s one condition: I’m giving this away as a gift. You have to take care of it for me until then. This is 130,000 yuan!” Xing Baohua said with some heartache.
"It's fine to keep it for a while, but the problem is where am I supposed to get an invoice for you?" the middle-aged man said with a troubled expression.
Since it's an individual business and there's no company or organization involved, how can I get an invoice?
However, I can understand the difficulties faced by a factory manager. He couldn't come up with such a huge sum of money himself, so he had to misappropriate the factory's funds for personal consumption.
If there were no receipts to settle the debt, his life as factory manager would probably be over.
Xing Baohua could afford it personally, but he didn't want to use the money.
He would swindle money from his partners. Since there were so many shareholders, he would find a pretext to shift the blame onto Huahong's projects.
In this way, Xing Baohua spent tens of thousands of yuan, and the receipts could also be used to offset taxes.
This kind of underhanded tactic is common, and often leaves the partners wondering where their money went.
Even after reconciling the accounts, it can't be found.
Xing Baohua called Liu Ming at the Materials Bureau and asked if he could help with an invoice worth over 100,000 yuan for a friend of his.
"Sure, that's easy! Let him come to me!" Liu Ming said confidently over the phone.
As Xing Baohua hung up the phone, she told Liu Ming that it had to be true.
If they don't tell you, there's definitely something fishy about the invoice.
Give Liu Ming's address and phone number to the middle-aged man, tell him to go there quickly, and also ask the office to send a car to follow him.
The flowers were placed in Xing Baohua's office.
This is safer than anywhere else.
The middle-aged man then went to get the invoice without worry.
Only Xing Baohua and Su Ya remained in the office.
Su Ya walked up to Xing Baohua, gently tidied his messy hair, and said, "Thank you."
"Don't mention it!" he said, then hugged her tightly and kissed her for a while.
A fight almost broke out in the office, but fortunately a phone call came in, stopping Xing Baohua's evil deeds.
Su Ya said shyly and breathlessly in a low voice, "Tonight, tonight."
He then pointed to the still-ringing phone, signaling to Xing Baohua to answer it quickly.
Xing Baohua answered the phone and heard an unfamiliar voice. He asked where it was from.
The other party said they were from a certain media outlet and wanted to conduct an exclusive interview with Xing Baohua.
Xing Baohua simply said he didn't have time and hung up the phone.
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